Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre para ti[Run]Got senoritas in Adidas over in SpainThe Don of San Juan got 'em goin insaneGot chicks in Spanish Harlem holdin they brainIn Sao Paolo they follow, doin the sameAdmiration for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s"Papi bilingual, sell a single with easeWhy'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-poRun and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat JoeFo' cats on the same track got doughUs cuatro, lock flow, you don't know?From New York City to Puerto Rico (whoa)

Uhh, uhhWhat's goin on black? Goin platinum and beyond thatLayin down the format, sippin' on that CognacWhere the Don at?I'm at Hollis with the kings payin' homage to the thingsThey accomplished in they teens and I never stop throwin' them flingsControl of the game, I'm right here over the rainA human pot of gold, I already had a lot of flowReady to rock steady with Run and make a lot of dough

You might tell from the way I talkThat sucker MC's is who I stalkCreate in a rhyme that is in formationOr why I made such a rap creationThat is bound, to be reknownedWithin this city as a funky soundAnd to those that try to put me downMy DJ has jams, by the pound (c'mon, let's go)

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Skaggs Nit'Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I rolled upMy ice glitter like hold upAll the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done growed upThinks he the bomb, bet his beeper stay blowed up"So much frost on my wrist look my fist froze upA photographer is tryin' to get a little close upWhy cause I'm a star now? Buy out the bar now?Or I press one button, start up my car now?I heard that you want to spar now, so baby it's onI spit flows, rip shows 'til the day that I'm goneAnd this day I hit 'em off I'll have America sewnRich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to your domeI entered your home, lick you down, strictly to boneThe hit that I'm on got Spanish mami's singin' my song